My son’s elementary school has a time-honored tradition of the first-graders performing an outdoor circus for both their parents and for the kindergarten classes. Connor was a clown — his friend J was a strongman, and his friend W was a snake charmer. There were also lions, elephants, seals, acrobats, and musical monkeys.
I didn’t snag the best seat in the house for photography — somebody’s mom’s head was in my way — so I mostly just got lots of photos of my little Cleaning Clown.
My son loves his Voltron Black Lion plushie! Thanks, Cave Zone!
This quilt that @relysh made for my son’s 2nd birthday is still his favorite at age 7 1/2. 😆
Sometimes it amazes me how much my son is a perfect mash-up of me and his Dad, while still being very much his own person. Talkative, creative, intelligent, snarky, and sneaky, with a short temper and a big heart. Some of these traits come from one or the other of us, and some come from both… but when something comes up that’s foreign to one or the other of us — like not wanting to go to school because it’s boring — it takes some effort to get into his head and figure out how to help.
I asked Connor on two different occasions why it is that he doesn’t want to go to school. Some of the answers he gave:
Some of these complaints are easily fixed, and some not so much.
As I was wrangling Connor this morning, he informed me that my mad face looks funny. Not what I wanted to hear in that moment.
